Mom wants me to write a post about cat litter. Cat litter? Really? It seems to be important to her so I agreed.
This all came about because mom loves to garden. The condo we lived in had no room for a garden but mom still always had a few herbs on the kitchen counter. Occasionally, there was even some fresh catnip or grass for us.
Other places she lived before the condo all had small areas where she could have a garden and she did what she could there. She even tried to have a garden in the ghost town in the high desert in Nevada where she lived for five years. She had lots of space but no real soil. She composted and composted and composted until after about three years she had a decent little patch of dirt. Finally, that year she had some tomatoes and squash … Continue reading